Spent my life , like currency I hadn't earned...  
Winds of vanity , filled my sails of pride,
Ooooooooh ....
Iiiiiiiiii was that lucky man..........
............
Iiiiiiii.........really thought ,
Iii...was.......
The loves I have held ,
Truth be told ........
I really was........
..........
Wanderlust in love ,
Chemical imbalance,
Butterflies my stomach
like a little too much Vicodin,,,,,
Infatuation  is such a rush,
That sweet sickening rush
Free falling in
In full admittance headlong in love with my addiction to love
Chasing a high ,
As time became a jealous thing
.....faded years from my memories.....spurned .....tiptoed past ,didn't want to disturb me .....
Now I can find no limits ....and even less remittances....  
Lost in limmerance.
Sails are slack ......lost at sea....lonely ...
Darkening the skies
Plumes  of fear
For I know what lies.......
Inside this
Burgeoning Epiphone  .....
Within my minds eye
As everything has dulled around me........
.......(silently picture a reflection of me in a tear drop from my eye caught in a wrinkle I have never seen .......
And I'm trying to avoid awaking...I don't want to see    
Whats become of me ......
I wanna go back and dream ....
Of .........
Me .....
In love .....
With me